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Oh Dlittle town of GBethlehem How Dstill we Asee thee Dlie BAbove the dark and Emdreamless sleep The Dsilent Astars go Dby For Bin the dark sky F#shineth The Geverlasting F#light The Dhopes and D7fears of Gall the years Are Dmet in Athee toDnight
How Dsilently, how Gsilently, The Dwondrous Agift is Dgiven; So BGod imparts to Emhuman hearts The Dblessings Aof His DHeaven. No Bear may hear His F#coming, But Gin this world of F#sin, Where Dmeek souls D7will reGceive Him still, The Ddear Christ Aenters Din.